reverse life

How could the locust tree demon not know.

In his last life, he lived for three or four hundred years from becoming a spirit until he died in the catastrophe.Even if he stayed in the temple for a period of time, the remaining hundreds of years would be enough for him to see.

If you want Mu Yun to say that he was ignorant at the beginning, he was stimulated by the female ghost, and his personality became extreme.I can't see anyone else, I just see the short stories of my parents.Just looking at it, I feel that the world is dark and sinister, just like a child in the second stage of middle school.

He is also too lazy to look around for some truths in the world. He has a lot in his memory, adding oil and vinegar or deleting and subtracting to write them out, and make up stories one by one.In this life, he is a tree demon. Even with a brush, his hand speed is terrifyingly fast. After two or three months, he can write a thick notebook.

The locust tree demon who saw it directly was going to be autistic.It's just that he is with Mu Yunxian now, and if Mu Yunxian wants to talk to him, he can't avoid it, so he can only listen.After listening to it a lot, the progress of the task that was originally stagnant slowly increased a little bit. Mu Yunxian looked at it and wrote more vigorously.

There are often young monks in his courtyard who come to do some chores, and they have a good relationship with Mu Yunxian. Seeing what he is writing, he is also curious. Yun Xian gave them a pile of completed notebooks.

Later, this book spread more and more widely in the temple, and even flowed into the hands of pilgrims who offered incense.Once it was passed on two times and it was passed on to four, it gradually became popular in Beijing, which made the great monk Huizhi dumbfounded.

When he came to look for Mu Yunxian, he saw this distinctive locust tree demon writing like a fly, writing a thick stack of paper in a short while, and couldn't help but said: "It is said that Mu Ling has a honest and stable temperament. body, but I can’t see it at all.”

He was referring to the locust tree demon.After hearing the words, Mu Yun put down the pen after writing the last line, and said, "Where do you start?"

"You can tell by looking at your writing style." Hui knew: "In my pure place of Buddhism, you should at least restrain yourself."

Mu Yun said leisurely: "This temple of yours has countless people who come and go every day. Since it has become a part of the world, how can it be clean, just don't talk about it-but look at their frowns and smiles, every sorrow and joy, Not to mention is better than to say. I see that you claim to have a profound cultivation base, but are you also trapped by looking good?"

The monk was stunned for a long time, and said, "I just said one thing to you, and you are right."

Mu Yun said leisurely: "You also read that book."

Huizhi smiled wryly: "You've got a handle on it." After speaking, he shook his head: "Forget it, if you lack readers in the future, you can directly sell them outside."

"I'm not too lazy to sell it." He said, "It's enough for people who should see it."

The two stayed together for this period of time, and there was a tacit understanding between him and Huizhi.Huizhi understood that the person he said should be watched was the locust tree demon, so he didn't point it out, but said: "I can't think of you being good at this."

Mu Yun smiled lightly: "This is the skill I used to make a living."

The two smiled at each other.

What Mu Yunxian wrote was what he had seen and heard in more than ten lifetimes. Huizhi said that he should persuade the locust tree spirit with his heart, and Mu Yunxian did so.Sometimes I don't know how to express it in words, but when I put it in the story, I can see the deep meaning.No matter how many arguments Mu Yunxian put forward, he could not convince the locust tree spirit, so he integrated his thoughts into his writing, and then used another method to strike around, but it didn't work.

There are more than one or two things in his writing that are more miserable than the pagoda tree spirit. After reading too much, and mentioning those old things, the pagoda tree spirit's reaction is not so great.

After writing for almost a year, the locust tree spirit no longer refuses to communicate with Mu Yunxian, but the progress of the task has been stopped at around 50%. If the task is passed like this, Mu Yunxian will not die, and his vitality will inevitably be seriously injured.He didn't panic, he just ended his hundreds of years of otaku life uncharacteristically, went out of the temple, and walked around the city without picking a place.From the worst place to the most prosperous place, what to see.

The locust tree demon didn't respond all the time, and didn't say whether it was good or bad, as if it was about to continue in this stalemate.

Five or six years later, Mu Yunxian is still like this, and he has no next move, except to tease Chongming, write something, or play chess with Huizhi.He seems to have forgotten that there is a mission of the locust tree demon waiting for him.

Once he was sitting under the tree, and just after entering the house to make a pot of tea, he suddenly saw a sneaky little monk in the yard, looking at the big sweet-scented osmanthus tree.Mu Yunxian waved to stop him: "What are you doing here?"

The young monk, who was only a few years old, lowered his head and said in a few murmurs: "It's senior brother. Ask me to pick some Sophora japonica flowers for him."

Mu Yunxian said in a warm voice: "The tree is tall, don't climb up it, and fall carefully." Then he called Chongming, told him to go up and shake the branches, and in a short while, a whole basket of pagoda trees was filled.

The little monk bowed to Mu Yunxian, and ran out without daring to say anything.When Huizhi came back, he heard him say: "That boy...is the eldest grandson of the Marquis of Qing'an. Probably his senior brother thought he would not be punished for sneaking in, so he tricked him into picking some sweet-scented osmanthus."

When Mu Yunxian heard the words of Qing'an Hou Changsun, Mu Yunxian felt a heavy heart.This is not his reaction, but the locust tree spirit.His third knot was that the young girl married the eldest son of the Hou of Qing'an, and the child that the girl gave birth to was also the eldest grandson of the Hou of Qing'an.

Mu Yunxian didn't forget this, but he just said "oh" without any reaction.The pagoda tree was anxious again, and Mu Yunxian said slowly: "Tell that child to come and accompany me."

And here comes the child.

He had just been sent in.Five or six years have passed, and the young girl has already suffered all the punishments that she should have suffered. Seeing that the family could not accommodate them, she desperately sent her child to the temple. Even if she became a monk, it would be better than being tortured at home.The child is born timidly, which makes people feel pity when they look at it, and will secretly cry for mother in the middle of the night. Every time the locust tree spirit hears it, it feels even more uncomfortable.

No matter what you said, Mu Yunxian didn't care much at first, only when he couldn't see it, and when the locust tree spirit couldn't suppress his emotions, Mu Yunxian called the child over and asked, "I heard you kept talking about it yesterday. Call mother, what's going on?"

The child cried: "Mother... Mother will be killed by them..."

"Why, come and talk to me?" Mu Yun said leisurely.

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From the child's confused words, Mu Yunxian heard a story similar to what the pagoda tree spirit heard in her previous life.At this time, the girl has been locked up and is about to die, and then there is the story of someone helping her to avenge her grievances and then being killed.

Mu Yunxian turned into a doctor, and was invited in by the servants of the Hou Mansion—they originally wanted to invite another doctor they recognized, but Mu Yunxian pretended to be a doctor, mixed in, and met the girl.She was totally different from the charming and agile appearance when we first met her, her whole body was thin and thin, and she was almost out of shape.

This is also for every servant who serves, let Mu Yunxian be alone with her.She struggled to open her eyes, and vaguely saw a stranger sitting next to her. She was startled, and heard the man in white, that is, Mu Yun, say idlely: "Coincidentally, God allows you a chance to take revenge. ?"

She asked, "What kind of revenge law?"

"You say, do whatever you want." Mu Yun said leisurely.

She opened her mouth, laughed indifferently, and said in a hoarse voice: "What if I want him and that bitch to be ruined and not reborn?"

Mu Yunxian narrowed his eyes lightly, and said softly, "As you wish."

When he left the Hou's mansion, there was always a lingering emotion in his heart.The locust tree demon's hatred for this girl's matter lies in the fact that the truth is clearly in front of them, and everyone knows it, but they turn a blind eye to it for various reasons.According to the logic of the locust tree spirit, Mu Yunxian had avenged for her, and the locust tree spirit could see something else, so this task was still in vain.

But Mu Yunxian is not going to change.

So at noon the next day, on the most crowded street in the capital, everyone saw a good show.The eldest son of Marquis Anqing and his favorite concubine knelt on the ground, reading his crimes aloud over and over again, how he harmed his first wife, how he abused her, framed her, and put her to death.Whenever he slowed down a little bit, a force came from nowhere and hit him in the face, pulling him to the ground.

Among the onlookers, some were curious, some were watching the excitement, and some even didn't know what was going on, but they simply released malice when they saw the rich man's bad luck.This is another hateful thing.

This scene was seen by the locust tree spirit, and Mu Yunxian's task progress began to drop.The more lively the surrounding area, the faster it will fall.

Originally it was 53%, now it is only 45%.

Mu Yunxian didn't move at all, but moved his fingers with a faint smile.Below, the eldest son of Marquis Anqing shouted: "Bring Madam quickly!"

The bewildered servants around him finally woke up like a dream, this place is not far from Anqinghou's Mansion, so within a short while, the thin woman appeared on the street.The onlookers pointed at her, and a clear voice came to Mu Yun's ears at the table: "Hey, it's like this, how can you blame that young master for not choosing her."

In response to this sound, Mu Yunxian's task progress dropped by one bar.36% left.

He brought the wine glass to his mouth and muttered a few words in a low voice. The eldest son of Marquis Anqing suddenly shouted: "Yunniang, I was wrong. I am nothing. I will kill her to make amends. Please forgive me!" The concubine's room next to the eldest son of Marquis Anqing also kowtowed non-stop.His family's servants went to pull it, but they couldn't pull it no matter what, they could only watch him kowtow again and again, and the skinny woman, after the initial shock, reacted - she didn't expect that an ordinary doctor who came that day , actually there is such a skill.She barely stood up, stood in front of them, sneered, and said, "I don't forgive."

"You don't forgive him for killing me, he really will kill me!" The usual handsome eight-foot man showed his ugly face at this moment, like a lunatic: "I beg you to save me!"

The skinny woman remained silent.

Some of the onlookers couldn't stand it anymore and said loudly: "No matter how he treats you, that is your husband. How can you just let him die? No matter what, the king's law is in charge. How can you let him do it?" This sorcery?"

The surrounding voices got louder and louder, and Mu Yunxian's task progress became less and less, until it was about to drop below 20%, the woman suddenly pulled out the sword of the guard next to her, and cut off one of her husband's hands.

There was a sudden silence all around.

"Thank you for giving me this opportunity..." the woman said, "There is no need for revenge."

Across the crowd, Mu Yunxian's voice reached her ears: "There will never be another chance, just this time, are you sure you won't take revenge?"

"One hand is enough, plus his reputation..." The woman said with all her strength, "Enough."

"Where are those people?" Mu Yunxian smiled even more: "I don't know how much you have been wronged to fall into this situation and just talk nonsense. Don't you think they are also disgusting?"

"It's just an idiot." From her eyes, Mu Yunxian vaguely saw the shadow of a girl a few years ago: "If I care about everything, I should have died a long time ago."

"Very good." Mu Yunxian nodded: "You will not die, I promise."

As soon as Mu Yunxian finished speaking, the eldest son of Marquis Anqing suddenly fell to the ground.His family's servants went to help him again, but found that he could move.Because of his serious injuries, the servants hurriedly took him away, leaving nothing but blood on the ground.

No, it also left a lot of excitement for the people around.

Mu Yunxian glanced at the progress of the task, and at this time there was less than 10% left.

There was also a warning tone in his ear.

Mu Yunxian didn't care about it, he said with a mocking smile: "Do you want to say again, although I can use methods to clear her grievances, but it also makes you see the stupid nature of the onlookers?"

The task progress told Mu Yunxian that the locust tree spirit really thought so.

"This is a human being." Mu Yunxian said: "This is the human heart, selfishness, violence, greed, indifference, ruthlessness, ignorance..."

Amidst the turmoil, Mu Yunxian poured himself another cup of tea: "Whether you want to see it or not, people are like this. You can't escape these things even if you have a mind. You If you are not willing to accept it, what kind of spirit and what kind of person have you become? Therefore, it is even more foolish to feel resentment towards the entire human race. Why can’t you see the good side? Isn’t this the same as the person you resent.”

"It took me six years to show you what people look like. Today is the last one. If you can't figure it out, I can't do anything..." He smiled and said, "It means that you are just a It’s nothing more than the firewood that should burn out in the sky thunder..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard the familiar prompt again.